Andrea's Secret (TeenWolf)

Chapter 2-Death Threats And Sleepovers

I wandered amongst my drunken peers trying to find Scott or Allison. I had lost Stiles along time ago but not before he had given me specific instructions.




"Don't take a drink from anyone" he said. "If you do drink, keep your eye on your drink on all times" he said. I rolled my eyes at his overprotectiveness. I opened my mouth to say something but I was cut off by him as he continued to 'warn' me.




"Now watch the guys, they will be drunk and very hormonal" he said.




"Stiles" I said trying to get his attention. It didn't work because he just continued his rant. "And don't do anything illegal, I really don't think me dad would like to take you in" he said.




"Stiles" I yelled. We had pulled up to the party. He looked at me eyes wide. "I'll be fine, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself. Don't worry about me, worry about finding Scott" I said. I opened the door and got out.




Looking back I realize I was a little harsh, but I was stressed. The first day I had noticed something weird about Scott, something off. Well he noticed the same thing about me, I could see it in his eyes. I spotted Scott and Allison dancing. Then I noticed Stiles. I walked over to him, but I had to go through the crowd of dancers. I was grinded on by several people. Finally I made it to him. I placed my hand on him arm.




He looked at me and nodded in acknowledgement. I looked back at Scott to see he was running off. "Go get him, I got Allison" I said as I pat him on the back. I followed Allison outside as Scott hopped in his car and drove away, Stiles following suit. "And there goes my ride" I said with a sigh.




"I don't know what happened, we were just dancing and he just ran off" she said.




"Allison? Andrea?" A voice behind us said.




I turned to see non other then Derek Hale. "I'm a friend of Scott's, he asked me to take you home" he said. I narrowed my eyes at him, I know Scott and know that me and Stiles are like his only friends. I crossed my arms over my chest.




"I'd rather walk" I said coolly. Allison sent me a look before smiling up at Derek.




"We would love a ride" she said as she got into the backseat leaving me the front. I groaned and threw open the door.




The ride was silent until after we dropped Allison off. "What are you" was the first thing to come out of his mouth. I kid you not. I rolled my eyes at him and looked out the window. I felt his claw sink into my jeans.




I looked at him enraged. How dare he lay his clawed hands on me. My fingers sparked slightly, buzzing with power. I grabbed his wrist pulled it out of my leg. "If you want to keep that hand, I suggest you keep your paws to yourself" I said.




He yanked his hand out of my grip. "A witch" he said. I rolled my eyes again. Duh. Way to point out the obvious. "Tell your friend that he needs help and I'm the only one who can help" he said.




"What makes you think he'll listen to me" I asked. It was his fault that Scott was like this in the first place.




"Either I help him or your the one that will need help" he threatened. I glared at him. We pulled up to my house and the kitchen light was on and my mom was on the porch, her arms crossed as she glared at me.




"He'll listen" he said. "Now get out my car" he sneered.




I slowly got out of my car, just to make him angry. I went to close the door but it shut all by itself. I turned wide eyed towards my mother. Her emotion was easy to read, she was beyond angry. I hurried up sidewalk and walked past her, head bowed through the door.




I set my bag down on the bar and turned to face my mother. Her eyes glowed pumpkin orange. And her black hair blew around her. That's the only thing we have in common, our hair. She has brown eyes and stern features. She didn't always used to be like this, she used to be warm, gentle. That all changed after I turned 7, after my dad died. I don't know how he died. Only the police knew, them and my mother.




"Where have you been" she asked.




"I went to a party with Stiles" I said with a sigh.




"Really cause that sure didn't look like Stiles" she yelled.




I sighed and pushed past her and walked to the fridge. I opened it up and grabbed a can of coke. I opened it up and was about to take a drink it when it flew out my hand. I looked to her.




She went to grab her glass of tea but with a flick of my wrist it flew across the room and hit the wall. The glass shattered and the herbal tea rolled down the wall. "How dare you" she screamed. I ignored her as I walked up the stairs. "You are a horrible child" she screamed up the stairs.




Her words hurt, but I couldn't let it show. I know she was just in one of her moods. The stress of being a witch and the added grief her husband created her flipping out. I got to my room and pulled out my phone. I held it to my ear as it rang.




"Hello?" Stiles asked. I blew a sigh of relief into the phone.




"How's Scott" I asked




"I don't know he just ran off" he said. "Now I don't want you to be alarmed but Derek Hale, the person who drove you home is a-" I caught him off. "A werewolf?" I asked.




"How did you know" he asked.




"The claws in my thigh wasn't exactly hard to interpret" I said. I tired to make to sound like it was no big deal but apparently it didn't sound so goo because Stiles freaked out.




"He did what" he screamed into the receiver.




I winced slightly. "It's not that big of a deal" I sighed. "Anyway I wanted to know if I could come over, everything is really stressful amid I think a good,old fashioned sleepover would calm our nerves" I said.




"Y-You w-want to come over h-here" he stuttered out.




"Yeah I really think me and my mom could benefit from some time apart" I said.




"Yeah that's fine, do you need me to pick you up" he asked.




"No I'll drive the Beast" I said. That's what we called the giant black pick-up truck I had gotten for my 16 the birthday from an uncle I've never met. It was huge. "I'm gonna stop by the store and grab some snacks" I said.




"Good well, see you later" Stiles said hurriedly.




"Yeah! See-" I was cut off by the dial tone. "you soon" I finished. I set down my phone and packed for a night at the Stilinski household.






Stiles~






I hung up the phone and looked around my room. It was a mess. Dirty clothes were thrown all over the place. I hurried to pick them up. I picked up the various action figures and toys and placed them on my desk.




I stopped to stare at a picture of Andrea and I. It was last summer. Her dark hair was pulled back and her big blue eyes were shining. Her plump lips were pulled back in a smile as she had her arm draped across my shoulder. I remember that day. Her mom and her and my dad and me all stayed a weekend at some lake house.




I heard the door bell ring and I hurried to pick up the remaining items before running down the stairs. I ran to the door and clumsily grabbed the knob and yanked the door open.




She stood their with her backpack hanging from her shoulder and a plastic bag in her hands. "Hey you got here fast" I managed to breath out.




"I guess" she said as she walked past me and into my house. She walked into the living room any set the bag on the coffee table. "Ok I grabbed almost any snack imaginable and grabbed a couple movies" she said with a smile as she held up 3 movies.




"Awesome" I said rubbing my hands together.




I took a seat on the couch as she popped the first movie in. It happened to be Zombieland. She plopped down on the couch close to me. Really close to me.




If you haven't figured it out already, I'm in love with my best friend. Have been since freshman year. But thank goodness she was completely oblivious to any guy.




The protagonist of the movie was running around the parking lot trying o out run a zombie when he realized his car was unlocked. He buckled himself. As expected a zombie popped up in the backseat. I felt Andrea jump and hide her face in my arm.




"That part gets me every time" she said her voice muffled. I chuckled at her.




"You've seen the movie before? And you still jump?" I asked her.


"Shut up" she said taking her face away from my arm. She grabbed the bag and produced two cans of Mountain Dew. She handed me one and I popped it open. I immediately chugged it down and let out a loud burp. I smirked until I heard a scoff.




I looked at Andrea to see her roll her eyes. "What" I asked innocently.




"That was a sissy burp" she said.




"What" I asked faking hurt.




"That was not a real burp" she argued.




"Is that a challenge" I asked.




"Yup" she said with a smile. I stood up straighter and chugged the rest of it. I waited ten seconds before letting out a fairly loud burp. Andrea popped her's open and chugged it down. She quickly gulped some air and let out a burp about as loud as mine. "We should call it a draw" I said.




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Zombieland ended and we popped in a different one. Paranormal Activity was playing and I felt someone's head on my chest. I looked down to see Andrea all cuddled up against me. She placed her arm across my waist and pulled me closer to me. A warmth spread through me and I was suddenly tired. I could definitely get used to this.














A/N: First Authors Note! Anyway I have no clue how I came up with the idea for this Fan Fic but... I did. Anyway what do you guys think. I'm going to try to update every week, at least. Anyway, I really want you guys to be honest. Please leave comments. It could be the most irrelevant shit you can come up with. Also I don't want to be one of those people who hassles other people for votes...but they help. Anyway I'm starting to sound like I need donations for the elderly or something. I know most people don't actually read this crap so...bye!! And read on.




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